Crossroads

Chapter 351

“Dominick, what the hell gives you the right to

Jock

-un like this?” me up

The room was roughly 300 square feet, without windows or a balcony, a completely sealed box. The center of the room was divided by a thick glass wall. Inside the high–density, bulletproof glass wall, Courney was like a caged animal, furiously pounding on the glass, shouting and cursing.

“Ms. Peterson, you’d better calm down and cooperate with us.

The guard’s voice, low and menacing, came from behind the alloy electronic door to the right of the glass wall.

“Go fuck yourself! Get me out of here, now!”

Courtney was frantic, kicking the glass with a deafening boom.

The whole space felt suffocating, making it impossible to think straight. The walls glowed an ominous red, adding to the sense of agitation and uncase. Courtney’s clothes were tom, her hair a mess, her eyes blazing with hatred.

She screamed with all her might, pounding her fists in frustration. “Dominick, what the hell are you trying to pull! You better watch your step, goddammit, or Ill kill your precious Stephaniel

“Let me out of here! What gives you the right to lock me up! Fuck, let me gor

“What reason do you think I have to detain you?” Dominick, sitting directly across from her, finally spoke, his face contorted in anger.

Courtney glared back, eyes blazing with rage. “You fucking monster! You’ll get what’s coming to you, you hear me? Dominick, don’t think you’re Invincible. Someone will take you down eventually

Her relentless rant didn’t faze him. He was simply growing tired of her.

“Gary is awake,” Dominick suddenly said

instantly shifted to shock and then

Courtney’s

to know, Dominick Courtney seemed to give in, adjusting her emotions as she

Dominick could respond, she started laughing hysterically at his stern face, her laughter dripping with sarcasm. “What could the heir of the Wellington family possibly not know? You brought me here to interrogate me, and it turns out there are things you don’t know… It’s amazing that there are things in this

face grew even darker and more menacing as

was it you?” he asked directly, his patience wearing

as she looked at him.

proud tilt of her chin. “So,

subtle change in his facial expression Courtney knew that every time she mentioned the name “Stephanie“, it seemed to have a magical effect, causing his brow

usual calm composure and asked him, running her fingers through her long hair as she prepared to leave

anything to

to answer his question. Suddenly, she noticed a hint of panic hidden in the depths of his eyes, which she found both

someone as cold and ruthless as Dominick was starting

divorced your mom, Mary, over that hussy Madison. And

perfect, too perfect. The problem was that he was also cruel, secretive, and intense, not exactly husband

his secrets ran, a mocking smile playing on

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Chapter 351

and I heard that Mary went crazy and found a man of her own. She even teamed up with him to abduct you. Poor little Dominick, only five years old at the time, chained like a dog and dragged around. But a five–year–old

as if words of fury were about

gritted his teeth and forced his

one dared speak of the abducting case in Wellington Villa.

five–year–old could only carry him so far. The sounds of pursuit thundered behind him. Did he feel fear? He couldn’t remember. All he could recall was the coldness, chilling to the bone. The cold made his wounds throb and itch, their edges raw and swollen. His whole body was numb.

the Wellingtons found him, his clothes were tattered, his body covered in bloodstains,

secret. His grandfather had sensed something off about the abducting and eventually. found the perpetrators, but they were dead ends, leaving no

behind his abduction was none other than his

of it, and time buried it deep. His father eventually reconciled with his mother, who remained the dignified lady of

was when he began